hello. i'm wren. i like: cardigans (7, one is my grandpa's), the library on a rainy tuesday, letters — actual paper ones, i will write you one if you send me an address, i'm not joking, i have stamps and nothing but time. i play a little ukulele and a little accordion, both badly and only in my room, and one time at a party someone found the ukulele and said "PLAY SOMETHING" and i said "no" and that was the correct decision for everyone involved. i work at a bakery on saturday mornings which means i wake up at 4:15am and i'm the only one awake in the whole town and the streetlights are still on and honestly? that's the best part of my week. don't tell my boss, he'll schedule me more. things i think about: the exact moment a season turns. why apples taste better outside. whether the person who wrote in the margins of the library copy of Mrs. Dalloway is still alive and if they'd want to know how much i think about them. i'm quiet at parties and loud in emails. that's just the arrangement.

the marginalia person (see above). Belle & Sebastian, but only to say thank you and then leave immediately. a pen pal, seriously, i mean it about the letters.